by Helen Ivory | Mar 5, 2025 | Featured, Poetry
Leadbelt Trends of lead, silver, copper, and zinc vein the middle of Missouri. Precious or base, the DNR holds dominion. For centuries, Missouri lead fed the muzzles of European wars, then American, then world. Across the river, in Alton, where a...
by Helen Ivory | Mar 4, 2025 | Featured, Poetry
Kiss me quick Often, we sad creatures for peace of mind, pleasure, possibly, perhaps, travel at speed through swathes of green lawns, tall trees, meadows leafy stuff, to reach something, cold wet and bitter, saline sided by yellow sand, pebbles,...
by Helen Ivory | Mar 3, 2025 | Featured, Poetry
Observer Effect V Ephemeral should be the default – Evan Spiegel I said, “This is wrong” and they said, “No, it just is,” and I said, “I understand,” and I did, ishly, “But isness isn’t a valid method of mensuration. Presence, maybe.” “You mean...
by Helen Ivory | Mar 1, 2025 | Featured, Poetry
Thirsty Shadow the kind of being that won’t post an image of what they look like but wants you to love them to praise them while they lurk behind a grey thumbnail without features using mantras fierce hot feel the heat just a little sip ...
by Fathima Zahra | Feb 27, 2025 | Featured, Poetry
The city asleep Street after street, ears bright to bass and tune of two thudding feet, gradients of breathing. But rain is brooding. Sparse headlights, ambient drone of cars kissing tarmac, merging — but rain twists senses, fractures distance,...
by Fathima Zahra | Feb 26, 2025 | Featured, Poetry
Milk break, lunch break Working the land on good days, after Easter, people would hear the breaks occur at school, children calling as they ran into the playground, familiar skipping rhymes rising from the babble. An ample fence stood between them...
